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Jun 2010
Guilt
Is such a strange
Yet filling
Emotion

Your heart swells
And your chest
Shrinks
You feel like you're about to burst.

The feeling lingers,
Creating awkwardness,
And a strange sense of
Unease.

If only this insane
Feeling could just rid itself from existance.
Misery builds inside,
And tears begin to fall.

Darkness is the only refuge,
Easing a few of the worries,
But the mind still races,
And the heart still aches.

Now all because
Of one tiny mistake
You are filler with
Guilt.
Chanell Bush
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Chanell Bush
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   Don Bouchard and Dougie Simps
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